You are the god of the knife edge
Of apathy like creeping ice
The vast emptiness of the wasteland
Smoke and ash and bone
Of wrath, survival, the withholding of mercy
Pride and freedom and the fall
You punish
You scorn
You lie
You leave
You are the wandering moon; you are the cruel trickster; you are the inevitable winter.
You are death.
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Ooo this is wicked, reminds me so much of Lucifer! Love it girl!